When things are out of your control, what do you do? I think I try to change something. In this case now, I’ve been fixating on painting. I saw something that said accent frames and I thought I could do pink, and I painted my doorframes and some shelves pink. But it turned out too pink and I had to paint it over. It took me three weeks to pink a different accent color, which, because it was matte and very dark compared to my current very white interiors, look like someone finger painted my spaces.
I know I can hire someone to do this, but for now, I like figuring it out. Am I getting better? No. If anything now there are 20 layers of shitty paint where there wasn’t really an issue before that. Maybe this is a metaphor for my life. Let’s hope I can focus this energy on just trying to work out instead.
I’m just going to listen to my song of the moment for now.
Maybe I, maybe I just think All he needs is a little something Maybe that little something’s me Maybe I’ll be his exception And I’ll never be the same Maybe I, maybe I could change him Unless he doesn’t want to change
